One letter certainly can have an impact on texting:
- “We stayed in our couch for two weeks.”
- (Although, there probably was a “couch” in the “coach,” of which she was speaking.)
- “My dear previous friend…”
- (Luckily, she was “precious” enough to see through that auto-correct.)
- (would have been more encouraging with the “C” in place of the “F” as I had intended!)
- “My dead husband…”
- (sent by a “dear” wife.)
I recently got a new iPhone 6. It amazes me how young kids automatically notice I got a new phone, whereas I am still trying to figure out what the difference is. One youngster in the back seat for our carpool said, “By the time my parents ever let me get a phone, it will probably be an iPhone 23 or something!!”
“Poo” thing! 🙂
Each time I get a new phone, it has to “learn” me. It is SO impressive that it can figure out what I mean to say and eventually say it for me the first time. However, my newest phone changes my name “Terri” into “Terrible” every time.
Dear iPhone, “Why ya gotta be so ruuuude?”
It also changes “love ya!” which seems to be a favorite closing of mine to “love yam!” I have nothing against the orange vegetable but I don’t think that detail is necessary in all of my texts.
Additionally, and perhaps the worst yet, is my last name, “Brady” which it transforms to “rash”.
I do not text my last name often – solely when I am introducing my phone number to someone new in my texting world, so I text, “This is Terri Brady.” Imagine getting a text from an unknown number, and it says, “This is terrible rash.”
Yep. That’s me.
I guess the phone’s algorithm works by assuming I want words that I have frequently used in the past. I cannot verify, but it seems like the word “Brady” should have been used more frequently in my texting than the word “rash.” I am beginning to suspect the programmers are playing a joke on me – like a new Revenge of the Nerds.
It strikes me that my name “Terri” and the word “terrible” are only three letters apart. However, my name “Terri” and the word, “terrific” are only three letters apart too!!!! So why doesn’t it substitute “terrific” instead? I mean, surely I have used that word more often in the past than “terrible,” right?! It should know by now!! Just when I finished that thought, I realized that signing my texts as a “terrific rash” is not any better.
The auto-correct function has added quite a bit of humor to our lives. I like that rose among the thorns. However, even the term “auto” correct puts a little truth into the way our lives tend to auto-correct. The term “auto-correct,” I assume is a shortened form of “automatically correct,” which is such a great idea at the start. However, when we look at the root, “auto,” it originates in the Greek word, “autos” meaning, “self.” When I look at “self,” and its sinful nature, I see why it is not the ideal aim! Truth be told, whether or not I texted “terrible” more often than “terrific,” I have definitely “automatically” thought “terrible” more often than “terrific” thousands of times!
For example, it is a beautiful day today here in North Carolina: 75 and sunny; yet I have had to “correct” myself to simply enjoy it and stop thinking about the cold front coming through tomorrow. Maybe I AM terrible!! If you have read other Letters here, you have seen my focusing on thorns instead of shade, or having to force a thank-you amidst the dead bird on the hockey table.
For example purposes, we could take this to the dungeon. Too often, I see people leading their lives as a terrible rash. They get gloomy about one thing and it feeds another and another until the sky is seen as the coming gray and the thorns overshadow any roses.
One such letter would summarize the thoughts:
I can’t believe the debt
I feel like such a failure
I can’t do it anymore
I dream of material things
I don’t want to be married
anymore. Parenting is not for me
No one owns me
I can’t imagine there is a God
I feel like I am
make a difference
That letter breaks my heart, because I know many people who could write those words right now. It is so true that the dark side works that way. The bad wolf in our thinking chinks away at our outside until we open the gate to our heart. Then, it feels virtually impossible to think any differently, and the thought that was sown yesterday reaps a belief that lives today. Terrible!
If you could have written that letter today, please know I am praying for you. I know there are brighter skies ahead, but I pray that you know that too. The heaviness of thoughts like those are too much to bear alone. I think the Bible’s Psalms were probably written by people who could have written that above letter…and had to “correct their thinking.” “When I am afraid, I will put my trust in Thee. In God, whose word I praise, In God I have put my trust; I shall not be afraid. What can [mere] man do to me?” –Psalm 56:3-4
There is good news though. Lord willing, we ARE able to correct our thinking: Auto-correct it. As Martin Lloyd Jones says in his book, Spiritual Depression, we need to “stop listening to ourselves and start talking to ourselves!” I have noticed, that just like my phone’s algorithm starts to “learn” what I meant, so can my “self.” I can actually start forcing right thinking …and the saying or acting improves based on those thoughts.
The Bible doesn’t say, “Run the race, because you are going to lose.” It doesn’t say, “Set your mind on things below where you are.” It’s not, “Jesus died so others might wallow.” NOOOO.
But the Bible does say:
- I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. (Phil 4:13)
- Set your mind on things ABOVE. (Col 3:2)
- Run the race as if to win. (1 Cor 9:24)
- Jesus died that we might LIVE! (1Pet 2:24)
But it takes self-control to think the way we ought. It takes discipline to block the negative from getting into the gate.
Changing the word from “terrible” to “terrific” requires purposefully deleting some things and then purposefully adding some others. And so does life.
What if we auto-corrected that letter above? Write the second half and make sure they never separate again*.
I can’t believe the debt I can now get rid of.
I feel like God created me for a purpose and if there’s
such a failure in my path, I can learn and get better.
I can’t do it anymore without telling others so they can improve too.
I dream of helping others.
material things don’t control me; I control them.
I don’t want to be married to my debt or my job
anymore. Parenting is not for me to leave my kids for others to raise.
No one owns me except my Creator!
I can’t imagine there is a God who loves me THIS MUCH!
I feel like I am not able to be
Nothing will stop me, because I have self-control to
make a difference in my life and the lives I touch.
Signed, with full-hearted belief,
Don’t grow weary in well-doing, my friend. There is too much ABOVE waiting on us!
yam! YOU! Terrible Rash Terri Brady 🙂
“So letting your sinful nature control your mind leads to death. But letting the Spirit control your mind leads to life and peace.” –Romans 8:6
“It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not fail you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.” –Deuteronomy 31:8
* I must give credit for the note idea to “Max” who wrote his newlywed wife “Stefanie” a two-part note like this. I found it cleverly humorous, but the online versions included controversial topics unworthy of my linking. Last names were not included in the posts.